I Hate Monday's

After getting a good nights sleep, Alex spent most of his Sunday talking to his family about various things, most of which revolved around his ability. He had been hoping to see his father in the morning but wasn't surprised to find out he hadn't come home the night before since he usually doesn't when working a night shift, he instead catches a quick nap at work and continues working throughout the day. It wasn't uncommon for Alex's father to spend several days away from home because of this.

The day ended with Jenna leaving for a night shift at the hospital and the 3 siblings each going to bed early in preparation for the following day of school. Alex woke up earlier than his siblings, as he usually did, and jumped in the shower before they had a chance to use all of the very limited hot water.

'The cut on my chest is mostly gone, which isn't too strange since I have a faster healing speed now, but the one on my leg is surprising. It's healed way faster than I expected it to, even with a higher [Constitution]. Is it because there's more blood flowing through my thigh than there is in the skin on my chest? Or could it be that my body, or the system, prioritized the more severe injury?'

Alex looked at the two cuts that seemed to have healed to the point where they looked the same, something that could only be possible if his leg was healing faster than his chest. There was no way of knowing for sure what the reason was but Alex didn't see any reason to question it.

'It may be strange but it's still beneficial. Having my more severe injuries heal faster than any others will be way more convenient, just like how I'm able to walk perfectly fine after only 2 days even though I was stabbed in the leg. Even when I disregard the increased healing speed, I barely felt any pain in my leg yesterday and it was only slightly in pain the day before. Does the [Constitution] stat influence my pain tolerance as well?'

Alex was pulled out of his thoughts as someone started banging on the bathroom door while shouting.

"I need the shower, Alex! If I look bad at school today I'll blame you until the day I die!" Sarah shouted from the other side of the door.

'I got distracted and spent too long in the shower. I hope there's enough hot water for both of them... mostly for Sarah though.' Alex thought back on the few times he or Benny had used all the hot water before Sarah could shower. They were not happy memories.

Alex hopped out of the shower and put on the outfit he usually wore to school. Black sweat pants and a red T-shirt than happened to match his eyes quite well, though nobody would know this due to him wearing the sunglasses. It was the best looking outfit he had at the moment since his 'weekend clothes' had been damaged by Oscar and he was forced to throw them away.

"Alright, Ill see you later!" Alex shouted as he walked out the front door, his siblings shouting their goodbyes in return. He walked down the stairs to the bottom floor of the building and left the apartment complex as he began heading to school.

Alex was only 5 minutes into the 20 minute walk when a black car pulled up beside him and rolled down the window. He recognized the driver as one of the two men who found him in the alley a few days before, but not the guy who smacked him in the back of the head when he was talking to Marcel.

'His name is Jacob, right?' Alex thought as he stopped next to the open window.

"The boss wants to see you." Jacob said with a small quiver in his voice. Alex noticed that Jacob had his head hung low and was holding onto the steering wheel so tightly his hands were turning white.

Although slightly confused by the sudden change in Jacobs attitude, Alex walked around to the other side of the car and got into the passenger seat. Jacob didn't start the car and drive away with an irritated grunt like he usually did, instead he half turned to Alex and spoke.

"You can sit in the back, if you want..." He said while actively avoiding eye contact with Alex, turning his head away slightly in the process.

"Oh... Alright." Alex replied as he switched to the back seat, instantly finding it more comfortable than the front. The car wasn't super expensive or luxurious when compared to a high end luxury car but it was made specifically to chauffeur people around so the back was far more comfortable than the front.

As the car pulled away and started heading towards the gangs hideout, Alex had a thought.

'He's treating me differently than before... better than before. He used to be so arrogant and rude but now he seems scared and respectful. It must because he found out I'm a User. Everyone always acted differently around them, even I suddenly changed attitude on the rare occasion I was around one.'

Knowing that he was the one being treated with respect for the first time in is life made Alex feel good. Really good.

'Is this what powerful people feel like all the time? This sense of superiority? I like it, I really do, but I can't consider it normal just yet. I haven't done anything worthy of such treatment, he's only acting like this because he's afraid of what will happen if I ever gain immense power or wealth. I must remain humble for the time being, until I'm strong enough to demand such treatment rather than simply hoping for it.'

After a few minutes of driving, the car came to a stop outside the hideout and Alex made his way inside alone as Jacob seemed to be staying in the car for whatever reason. Alex found Marcel sitting at a round table playing cards with the other Users of the gang. All of these Users were part of the gangs higher echelon, making them the second highest authority after Marcel.

"Kid's here." One of the Users said while gesturing towards Alex with his head.

Marcel looked up from his cards and waved Alex over, gesturing for him to take a seat beside him. He then took out a cigarette, lit the tip and took a deep breath.

"I know I said you should come back on Tuesday but things change quick in this line of work." Marcel said as he nonchalantly placed a folder on the able in front of Alex.

"What's this?" Alex asked as he opened the folder, finding an address, name and picture of single person inside.

"Your next target kiddo." Marcel replied while breathing out a ton of smoke.

"You're going to kill him tonight."